“It’s not the government’s job to protect my health. It’s the government’s job to protect my RIGHTS. It’s my job to protect my health. When you trade liberty for safety you end up losing both.”

I like how the clip just suddenly “resurfaced”, like everyone involved just immediately forgot all about it until today.

It’s already escalating. Twitter “fact checked” a Waddles tweet about voting by mail and, predictably, Lard Belly had a violent flatulent rebuttal about how Twitter was “censoring his free speech” and how he “wouldn’t allow it”, like he’s also our popular culture overlord now too.

Hopefully we’ll get to call him “the late Donald Trump” sooner rather than later.

Pardon the expression, but in spite of all the football TV ad tough talk this really is a nation full of whiny pussies. “I can’t stand in waist-deep water with three hundred goobers! My freedom!”...the rest of the world must be cringing with disgust.

Waddlin’ Don.

I’ve been saying as much for years. If the average Trumpie had Waddles for a boss they would LOATHE him. He embodies everything they claim to hate.

Isn’t there a way his cretinous Twitter feed could be bombarded with garbage posts? There needs to be an offensive against this asshole’s idiotic Twitter account, something that ruins it for him. Is this even possible? 

I don’t know what his problem is but at one point yesterday he was visibly using his left hand to hold his right arm down, then he let it sort of rise for no reason, like he couldn’t control it. He can’t even stand still with dignity for a few seconds, he’s constantly twitching and contorting his face like a small…

Has anyone noticed how there something physically wrong with Lardo right now? He can barely stand upright or still for more than a few seconds, he’s visibly teetering, he sometimes appears to have trouble controlling his right arm and when he starts slurring his words he gets some sort of spasm where he rolls his…

“All right guys, welcome to Club Xanax! Next up, let’s hear it for Laaaaaaaa-naaaaaaa!”

It’s not really my kind of music but that’s irrelevant. I’ve seen similar things play out lots of times before. An artist or a band takes criticism or a perceived snub and uses it to market themselves to their fan base, promoting the idea that they’re “outsiders” who’ve succeeded in spite of “the haters” who don’t get…

When this whole thing began Waddles did nothing and let the country’s governors know that they were on their own. They took the measures they felt were best (for better or for worse) and tried to lead in the absence of any federal response. Now that Lardo is sort of awake again and kind of pretending he’s paying…

Lard Belly is pulling out all the stops to energize his drooling base and pretend the concerted effort to defeat him is about something...anything...else other than his incredible ineptitude. He refuses to even pretend to change or adapt, he wants to do his act and he wants to do it right now, pandemic and economic…

I’m certain the whole thing was a contrived and deliberate attempt to generate some “controversy” and further the idea that LDR is a misunderstood rebel who’s courageously bucking trends and conformity in her own unique and fragile way. She had to have known that calling out the current crop of chart-toppers would…

It comes across as a very contrived attempt to martyr herself for her fan base and further the notion that “Lana Del Rey” is the delicate damaged flower forever being trampled by the cold unfeeling boot of oppression, which is the formula she’s used to successfully sell tens of millions of albums. Which is fine, but…

And who’s stopping her? Who’s persecuting her? Who’s trying to prevent her from getting her artistic message across? Obviously her music is not going to have the same mass appeal as Top 40 dance pop/club bangers will. Surely she is intelligent enough to realize this. 

“As of 2020, Del Rey has sold 19.1 million albums and over 13 million singles worldwide, while her YouTube and Vevo pages have combined lifetime views of 4.1 billion.”

I mostly remember it from the TV ad which ran approximately twelve times an hour when this movie came out.

The dishes are done, man.